Wednesday, February 17, 2010

Valentines was wonderful wonderful wonderful. I can not express in words what a great time we had, but here comes my attempt now.

Our weekend getaway started Saturday afternoon. Brock went ice fishing in the morning with Cody, so while he was gone it gave me a good chance to pack up all of his things, wrap his presents, and hide everything snuggly in the trunk before he got home. So then when he came back, all I had tell him was to get ready and get in the car. He had no idea we were going anywhere over night, because he didn't have a packed bag (well, as far as he knew... :) )

I drove, which is strange because I NEVER drive. But this made it so he had no idea where we were headed. We drove to Ogden, and got off an exit there, and he was like, "What in the world are we doing in Ogden?!" Ha ha ha, but then I took us up Ogden canyon a ways, so then he got really confused, because that road takes you right to Jackson Hole. And I told him the place we were going started with the letter "J." Ha. But, then I pulled in to our destination, Jackson Fork Inn, which is not in Jackson Hole, it's in a little mountainous place called Harrisville. And it was the cutest little bed & breakfast ever.

Our room was the best. Two floors, a balcony, a spiral staircase, and the most exciting part was that there was a hot tub right smack in our room! Everything was really vintage looking too, which is totally my style. LOVED IT.

When we got there, we just hung out for a while...wandered around and checked out the place, watched Seinfeld, layed on the bed for a bit... Then I remembered that he might want to wear his present to dinner, so I let him open it before we went. It was a new watch, and he loved it, which made me really happy. He's never had a watch, so I decided it was about time to invest in one. Oh, except he does have this old pocket watch from his grandpa, which is pretty awesome, but I think he probably shouldn't start using that thing until we're about 70 or so. Just another 58 years to go...

Then we got all fancied up for dinner, which was miraculously just downstairs. Yeah, the bed & breakfast had a restarant! It was really rustic looking, with a big old-time fire place, and wooden everything. And our dinner was nothing less than perfect--teriaki glazed salmon, alaskan halibut, wild rice, rye bread, and steamed vegetables. Delish! And just to put the cherry on top, we ordered a bottle of champagne and chocolate lava cake. The lava cake brought back fond memories of our honeymoon, because on the cruise ship, we ordered that every night! No wonder we each came back 8 pounds heavier!

After dinner, we went back to our room and took our half drank bottle of champagne with us. We switched more presents when we got back--Brock gave me the most comfortable pajama pants in the world, with little love words all over them, and my favorite Dove milk chocolates. And I gave him a couple of shirts I'd made for him at Creative Threads. Oh, and just to let you know, Brock had already given me roses on Friday, and bought me new snow clothes the weekend before. They were early Valentine presents :) My little sweet thing had Valentine's going all week long!

The next day was pretty laid back--ate yummy biscotti, drank coffee, took a long bath in the ginormous hot tub, watched movies...Then we headed home, which was very sad. I could just live in that place, honestly!

When we went home, we were going to head straight to the Maurer's cabin in Bear Lake to go snowmobiling (with my new cute snow clothes!), but turned out that the roads were too bad, and my little Saturn wouldn't be able to make it up there. So we ended up snowmobiling on the old family snow mobile around the fields, which was still fun, and we got in Brock's family's hot tub too. That night I made chicken parmesan for the first time, which turned out pretty well, so I was kind of proud of myself. I made spaghetti with it too, and put out candles, and decorated our room with rose petals.

Wednesday, February 10, 2010

Well, this may not seem like a great way to start our first blog, but hey! I am sick with some sort of throat/head/sneezing/coughing/runnynose/ouchy sickness. In some parts of the world this may be considered a cold, but I consider it hell. The only perk to things like this is that if you are as lucky as me you have a wonderful husband to take care of you (thank you Brock.) Already tonight he has made me Progresso chicken noodle soup, which is WAY better than the Campbell's kind (no offense Campbell's), and brought me home chocolate chunk ice cream. My sisters warned me that ice cream, or any milk-made product is bad for a sore throat, but I ate 3 deliciously huge scoops anyway. I know I will regret this tomorrow morning when I step on the scale, but so be it.

Tonight, Brock is attempting to fix his truck. The light behind the dash has been broken on poor Betty Lou since before we met, so she is in desperate need of some TLC. He joked that I haven't given him even a minute to look at it since we met (the funny thing is that I know he's right.) I tend to suck up all of his time. But if you had a husband like mine, you would do the same.

On to happier subjects. This weekend is our first married Valentine's Day! I am so excited! I would tell you what we're doing, but it is a big fat surprise, and I wouldn't want Brock finding it out what it is. I've been planning it for well over a month now, and I am ecstatic that it's finally around the corner. Now all I've got to do is get over this dumb cold, and we'll be golden. I'd be so sad if I were still sick by the time this weekend rolls around.

I've been doing a lot of digital scrapbooking lately. I didn't discover how wonderful this was until just a couple short months ago. Why didn't anyone inform me of this miracle maker?! I attempted starting on our honeymoon pictures today, but I only got through two pages. This one isn't that great, but I figured I'd put it up anyway.

This is when we were at the airport in Salt Lake City before flying out to California. It seems like everything was better on our honeymoon--the coffee tasted better, the water tasted cleaner (except for at our stop in Ensenada, Mexico of course--there we didn't even dare to get to close to the ice cubes), the beds were softer, the sun was brighter, the bloody marys were merrier, the people were friendlier, the songs were sweeter...you get the picture. It was a very pretty picture. I think at least once a week we talk about how we wish we were back on that cruise ship. Life was so carefree. Just if we could live on one...well, wait, maybe I take that back. If we lived on a cruise ship, then our story would probably become much like that of Walle's, and we all now how that turned out. Ha.

Brock and I LOVE Walle. I mean when I say love, I really mean love. We used to always have this joke where I would say, "Walllleeeee!....., and he would say, "Evvvvaaaaaa!" (If you haven't seen the movie, then just disregard this, because it probably just sounds weird.) You know, we don't really understand why people don't like this movie. I've heard so many people say that they hate it, and I'm like, "Seriously, what is there to hate?" I mean, the old-school dancing, the robot hand-holding, the pizza plants, the cute little cockroach...It is all just so great.

About Me

Brock and I have been married over a year now, and we can't believe how quickly the time has flown! But you know what they say, "Time flies when you're having fun!"
Brock and I are complete opposites, so we know that the saying is true...opposites really do attract. We are no exception to the rule. Brock loves to hunt, fish, fix things, drive big trucks, and motocross. I love to cook, scrapbook, paint, and shop. He is a country boy, and I am a city girl. Little Logan is transforming me though, taking pieces of my love for the city, and converting them into parts that love $3 movie theatres and fields full of wheat.
All that matters is that we are in love, and this my friends is what makes the world go round.